Ronin from Douluo

A ray of light flew out from the mountain gate of Qibao Glazed Sect.

Zeng Yi stepped on a flying sword and flew through the air.

Looking back, the spiritual mountains and Qibao Glazed Sect gave me many beautiful memories.

But Zeng Yi knew that he could not stand still.

I can't stay in this beautiful harbor.

The agreement with Chen Wuyue still has four years left.

Zeng Yi knew clearly that even with his current realm and cultivation level, he was already at the pinnacle of a soul master.

But it's not enough for Chen Wuyue.

Moreover, there is one thing that Zeng Yi thinks he must find out.

If you don't investigate this matter clearly and solve it, then it will be like a thorn in your heart.

It's a dull pain.

"Luo Ying? Or Luo Xiaoyu?"

Zeng Yi looked at the endless blue and white sky and whispered to himself.

"younger sister"

The holy religion mentioned by Luo Ying, the evil soul master organization.

These did not appear at all in the original plot.

But Zeng Yi also heard Qian Renxue mention it.

This evil soul master organization has existed for a long time and has been hidden in the darkness of the mainland.

Because of the pursuit and killing of Wuhun Palace, this organization has never dared to show its prominence and was not known to the world.

But now the world is in chaos.

The evil spirits that have been hiding in the sewers all year round have begun to show their claws.

Moreover, Luo Ying’s strength

Very strong.

But for Zeng Yi, it was not too dangerous.

But Zeng Yi still wanted to find out what conspiracy was behind this organization.

Why did Luo Ying become like this?

So after Zeng Yi returned to the Qibao Glazed Sect, he went to the sect's library to look for the information he wanted.

As a sect with a long history, the Qibao Glazed Sect has a large collection of classics and ancient books. Zeng Yi also found some information about the evil soul master organization.

However, this information is not what Zeng Yi wants, and it is not complete.

So Zeng Yi planned to go to Wuhun Palace.

As the old rival of the evil soul master organization, Wuhun Palace must have more information about the evil soul master.

However, before that, Zeng Yi had to go to a place first——

A few days later, a swordsman in blue shirt walked into a village.

Looking at his hometown, Zeng Yi was filled with emotion for a moment.

I walked out of this village and have been wandering around outside for twenty years.

In twenty years, that small village has undergone tremendous changes.

Neither the people nor the roads are the same as what Zeng Yi remembers.

Things are different and people are different.

Zeng Yi still followed the route of memory and came to his home.

This dilapidated wooden house is in front of me.

"Go home~"

Zeng Yi looked at

I couldn't help but sigh at the place where I grew up.

Time flies, time flies.

Who could have imagined that the child whose soul came from another world had the dream of becoming a soul master and practiced hard every day in front of this hut.

In a daze, Zeng Yi seemed to see himself before.

Standing in the small courtyard, shirtless, holding an iron sword tightly in both hands, he kept practicing swinging the sword, sweat flying from the sky.

Day after day, persevere.

Until the moment I walked out of the village, I officially embarked on the path of a soul master with my beautiful dream in mind.

After going through countless ups and downs, wandering between life and death, I practice step by step and become stronger.

Up to now, Zeng Yi's cultivation and powerful strength have made him invincible across the entire continent.

Who would have thought that such a strong man could come out of such a small village?

Zeng Yi looked at his house. Because no one had taken care of it for so long, the yard was overgrown with weeds and the house was dilapidated and covered with white silk spider webs.

"Well, in that case, let's tidy it up."

Zeng Yi immediately started cleaning the yard.

Zeng Yi also renovated this small room.

Until the sunset was about to set, Zeng Yi stood in the yard, looking at his masterpiece with great satisfaction.

After finishing all this, Zeng Yi walked into the house, lay down directly on the bed, spread his hands, and relaxed his mind.

This feeling has never been better.

At this moment, Zeng Yi didn't want to think about anything and just lay quietly like this.

At some point, I closed my eyes.

The next day, Zeng Yi opened his eyes, stood up and looked around. There was a ray of morning light coming into the house outside the window.

"Is it morning?"

Zeng Yi muttered to himself, slowly got up from the bed, and took a deep dive in a leisurely and comfortable manner.

After waking up, Zeng Yi felt that his energy was as good as ever.

“What a good sleep~”

Zeng Yi couldn't help but sigh.

Zeng Yi couldn't remember the last time he had such a beautiful sleep.

There is no need to think about anything, no worries or worries.

Just such an ordinary life.

Zeng Yidu had some thoughts of living there for a long time.

"Who's in there?"

At this moment, a shout came from outside the house.

Zeng Yi heard the sound and walked out of the door. He saw an old man standing in front of the courtyard gate holding a cane.

"Who are you?"

The old man looked at the young man walking out of the house and couldn't help but feel wary.

After seeing the old man, Zeng Yi showed a happy smile on his face and said, "Grandpa, village chief, it's been a long time no see."

"Grandpa? Do you know me?"

Looking at this young man smiling at himself, Malao couldn't help but be stunned.

Suddenly, he found that the young man in front of him seemed a little familiar.

"Are you, Mr. Zeng Yi?"

Malao's eyes widened and he immediately spoke, his tone trembling a little.

Call yourself grandpa and still live here.

Come to think of it, there is no one else but the kid who walked out of here who originally aspired to become a powerful soul master.

Because this is his home!

Zeng Yi smiled and nodded.

"Yes, it's me, Zeng Yi."

After receiving his confirmation again, Malaao still couldn't believe it.

That child is really back.

He was only eight years old when he left the village.

Although I returned to the village once, I only stayed for a short time before leaving again.

After that, village Malaao never heard anything about Zeng Yi again.

It has been more than ten years and there has been no news.

In addition, in the past two years, the situation on the mainland has been chaotic, wars have emerged, and the outside world has been at war.

He hadn't seen Zeng Yi come home for many years, and Malao thought he had encountered something unexpected outside.

Now that he saw him back in the village again, Malaao was very excited and his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back~"

Malaao cried with joy and kept saying.

As the village chief, Malaao heard that a stranger appeared at Zeng Yi's home.

So he came over early in the morning to see who it was.

Unexpectedly, the owner of this home came back.

Zeng Yi looked at this old village chief who had taken good care of him since he was a child, and felt deeply in his heart.

"Grandpa, village chief, I haven't seen you for many years, and you are getting older too~"